I prefer to think of it as a calling, …but that may simply be a symptom of the disorder.
Like all madness, it comes on slowly. Friends notice little changes in your personality. What once was a simple pastime becomes a reason for living, a central organizing principle, a raison d’etre, a metaphor, a need.
A kind of disorder.
When you first start fly fishing, you start off with one rod, one reel, one line, one vest, some flies, and a pair of waders. All of that is certainly justifiable. You need all that. But then the madness sets in. Suddenly you realize that one rod, one reel, one line, one vest, some flies, and a pair of waders is simply not enough.
– Jack Ohman Angler Management: The Day I Died While Fly Fishing